The man didn't stop. Instead, he grew bolder, slipping his hand beneath the fabric. His rough palm pressed against my skin, exploring upward inch by inch. His other arm wrapped around my stomach, pulling me tight against him.I closed my eyes. Reason told me to push him away, but my body had gone soft, weightless. My legs trembled, and if he hadn't been holding me up, I would have collapsed to the floor.His fingers finally reached the thin lace edge. As he moved beneath it, a soft sound escaped my lips."Mm…"I bit down immediately, but he caught the noise anyway. His movements grew bolder, cupping me entirely in his palm, kneading with increased pressure, occasionally squeezing.After exploring my upper body, he seemed unsatisfied. The hand at my stomach began sliding downward.His large hand moved lower, stroking the front of my underwear before tugging at the fabric, creating friction."You're so turned on. Want me to take care of you?"Then he slipped beneath the waistband
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